Chapter 232

Wolfaraine stood at the edge of a cliff where the search for Ismena had brought him to. It's a warzone inside him, with the man and the beasts so restless, desperate, and devastated.

Where are you, Ismena?

Please be alive.

Both his palms were bleeding; he'd dug his claws in repeatedly to hold himself together. At this point, he was a flicker away from losing his sanity.

The worse part of it all is the dark and the fear. Being in the dark, not knowing what has happened to her. The fear that something horrible has happened to her already.

His eyes watered. Again he blinked furiously until the liquid went back to where it came from.

"Someone wants to see you, Alpha King."

He swerved towards Degar's voice.

The leopard Alpha was standing with a female. Flaora.

"I do not have time for—" Wolfaraine began.

"Please Alpha King. I think you will like to hear what the female has to say." Degar pleaded.

Flaora stepped forward nervously, "In the afternoon, I saw m-male with an unconscious female